To Russian Bay

Beez Neez
Skipper and First Mate Millard (Big Bear and Pepe)
Sun 4 Aug 2019 23:57
To Russian Bay 
 
 
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Enough of a good thing ??? All night bad jazz with a drummer playing in time with a different beat in his head and we decided to make the short hop over to Russian Bay, the promise of silence a definite pull. Bear did a rubbish run, took the front cover down, stowed Baby Beez and off we went passing a very heavily laden local. The skipper was happy to take the wheel while I put the washing in to soak and set about the mammoth task of stowing three crates of supplies (mostly replacement tinned stuff) in their rightful place. First time we have ever spent 1,217,538 on shopping but I did replace my dwindled vodka supply, Bear’s rum and treats to last a fortnight. I even bought Bear a rabbit (whole one for five pounds – last time he had one was years ago and I think it cost three or four times that.
 
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Lovely to see these classic ladies at anchor.
 
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Sleepy Hellville, quiet at a distance.
 
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Around the end of the Point is an anchorage called Crater Bay – may have a go at that when we come back and taxi the short distance in to Hellville for shopping.
 
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Love these little local boats.
 
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Small but quick.
 
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A big local, the mainland in the distance.
 
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Very hard to see the small boats – spot the one above the solar panel, just below the horizon – and – he is paddling.......
 
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A close-up of said paddler.
 
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This lady is cruising at five knots.
 
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Many boats over the other side.
 
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The sail on this little one is made from a bit of tarpaulin.
 
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Looking back toward Hellville.
 
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Lovely scenery.
 
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The entrance to Russian Bay.
 
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Shopping away, washing rinsed and wrung ready to hang and bedroom floor swept. Now.......I have one of those sticky creature mats under the stool that acts as my bedside table. How surprised and a bit sad to find a tiny crab stuck. Whatever next, and how, where.......a crab in the bedroom......
 
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I went out to tell Bear who fell about laughing....Russian Bay looks huge, we have to pass to the far side of the entrance to avoid a shallow patch – transit line to follow.
 
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I left the still giggling Bear to sweep the kitchen.
 
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In and around the corner to the anchorage.
 
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Our journey.
 
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Nineteen point six nautical miles across from Hellville, yellow line, to anchor (red arrow).
 
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We passed three monos and four cats to settle in seven metres.
 
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Our view. Paul paddled over to introduce himself. He runs a restaurant ashore with his wife and hopes to see us soon. Paul on his way back to shore. We wonder if there are any lemurs in those woods. The sound of silence is so very sweet. Yellow cover up, time for a game. 
 
 
ALL IN ALL A BUSY DAY
                     A NICE GENTLE MOTOR